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Bulma
panted and laid back against the bed, allowing Seventeen to ease her into his
arms, the android was as slick with sweat as was she from their lovemaking.
“So
tell me Bulma, is there another facet of being an android you like?” Seventeen
grinned in the dark, Bulma just being able to make out his smile, one that she
returned with a blush. They had been at it most of the night and for once Bulma
didn’t feel the least bit tired. Being an android certainly did give you
stamina!
“Seventeen,
what are we going to do with Trunks? He isn’t going to stay with us if he can
help it. I don’t know how but Vegeta has him brainwashed that I’m evil now.”
Bulma rested her chin on his pale chest and rolled her eyes up to look at him.
Seventeen
played with Bulma’s hair for several seconds before he spoke, choosing his
words carefully so as not to offend Bulma, “Well we could make him into an
android, but that wouldn’t be the best choice since he’s so young and changing
him would leave him struck that way forever. So that leaves us with one
choice.”
“And
that is?” Bulma tilted her head slightly,
“We’ll
just have to feed him lies about Vegeta, just like Vegeta did with you.”
Seventeen sat up suddenly and pulled Bulma up with him, “It wouldn’t be hard,
we could tell him that Vegeta has gone insane and that he’s infected Gohan and
Chichi with his madness too.”
“What
about the fact that he still sees you and your sister as bad guys who are
trying to take over the world?”
“That
part is even easier, tell Trunks that I’m reformed and that were trying to save
the world now form Vegeta and his evil plans.” Seventeen lent back against the
headboard and grinned like a devil, his haired messed up and his naked chest
shinning sully in the moonlight.
“Seventeen…?”
Bulma moved closer to him, “Why do you and your sister want to take over the
world?”
“Take
over the world? We don’t. We just like having fun.”
“Can’t
you have fun another way?”
“Oh
well I can…” Seventeen pulled Bulma in towards him and gave her a sensual kiss,
“But my sister is a little pent up, it’s a pity that she’s so uptight about
humans. Still not her fault she has faulty wiring.”
Bulma
giggled as Seventeen lunged at her and they rolled back into the middle of the
bed, both of them making mock growls and laughing.
$$%*%$$
Gohan
wavered as he took another few steps forward, Vegeta sat immobile on the couch,
apparently deep in meditation but Gohan knew better. He took a few more steps
and winced as a fiery pain flowed up and down his legs.
“Vegeta?”
Gohan collapsed onto the nearest chair and glared at his friend who ignored him
and kept his eyes shut. “Vegeta I know you’re awake, I can tell by your
breathing.” Gohan picked up one of Chichi’s magazines and threw it at Vegeta
who caught it in one hand and sat up growling at Gohan.
“Those
androids really did a number on you, brat.” Vegeta looked at Gohan’s black and
blue bruised legs and the deep cuts on his arms and chest, “You’re lucky you
survived.”
“From
what I hear you’re lucky to be alive yourself.” Gohan snorted, he wasn’t about
to let Vegeta get off the hook that easily!
“Bah!
That black haired monstrosity is the one that’s lucky to still be alive. I
almost had him but he ran away.” Vegeta shrugged, apparently indifferent to
black eyes he had as well as the deep cut that was in his side, now neatly
stitched up by Chichi.
Eventually
Vegeta looked up with troubled eyes, “Sometimes I wonder Gohan, what Kakarot
would have done if he’d been me. I could have attacked Bulma when she was
distracted by your mother and killed her and got my brat back. Instead I
didn’t, I waited for her turn around and see me, I actually though that her
looking into my eyes again might change things, might make her love me again.”
Vegeta slammed a fist into the couch arm and growled, “But it’s useless, she
really is one of them now. She won’t listen to reason. It’s just as well I
never bonded with her or we’d certainly be in trouble…” Vegeta’s face clouded
and for a second he seemed to forget about Gohan, “Either that…or she’d still
be mine…that’s IT!” Vegeta leapt up and then gasped as the stitches almost
split in his side.
“What’s
it?” Gohan remained sitting, envying Vegeta the use of his legs.
“I
know how to get Bulma and my brat back!”
“How?”
Gohan wearily sighed and closed his eyes, if only the pain would stop…
“If
I can bond with her somehow, she’ll be unable to resist me, she’ll be forced to
come back to me and that blue eyed devil will lose his hold over her.” Vegeta
began to chuckle, “Yes…she’ll be mine again.”
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Eighteen
stared gloomily at the coffee she was drinking, it was impossible to rest with
all the noise Bulma and Seventeen were making. It wasn’t fair, he never paid
any attention to her anymore, they never destroyed buildings anymore, and they
never discussed what coward’s humans were. He just spent al his time with the
stupid woman.
“He
doesn’t even drag race cars on people anymore.” Eighteen moaned woefully into
her half empty cup. She tried to swallow down the bitter ball of resentment
that was forming towards Bulma, but it was impossible. The stupid woman was so
perfect it was infuriating. Eighteen hurled her cup at the wall in frustration
and began to pace.
“How
can I get rid of her? Its impossible getting anything done with her here,
Seventeens been turned into her private little toy boy.” She paused mid-stride
and her blue eyes widened as an idea occurred to her. She’d have to try to get Vegeta and Bulma
back together again. It was simple and it had a high probability for success.
After all, Vegeta probably still had physical urgings for Bulma and the woman
was so sentimental that she’d have to have emotion feelings towards Vegeta.
But
how could she get them back together again? Maybe…
Eighteen
stared out the window at the night sky and raised an eyebrow as a disturbing
smile flirted across her face; she’d go and talk to Vegeta, see if she couldn’t
convince him to work with her in this matter. After all if it worked and they
managed to get Bulma back with Vegeta, they’d both win and things could go back
to normal.
Eighteen
cackled as she flew through the window and disappeared into the night sky to
hunt down Vegeta and put forwards her indecent proposal.
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